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[aid] => mick
[title] => A soldier and a brother forever
[time] => 2006-10-06 08:50:35
[hometext] => Based on a true story that a friend went through and the reasons why I hate war lies within
[bodytext] => A little girl sits in her room crying Depressed on how many are dying She asks out loud isn’t it strange? How quickly everything can change? It was just a month ago we got the call It was for my brother the whole time he stood tall He was told he was being sent to war And that I might not see him anymore My parents wept that entire night My brother was packing by candle light He thought I was asleep but all night a prayed I will always remember how I was so afraid We drove for miles in the pouring rain Before I knew anything my brother boarded a plane Without a goodbye he flew away I waited for him to return every single day Our house seemed empty with out him near The next few days I woke up my fear I met a man that said he was a soldier for the war I asked so many questions and he told me not to explore But eventually his words spill out and jolted me awake He told me how war spills blood out like a flowing lake How thousands of innocent are killed without thought How you would be painfully killed if you were caught He told me why he wasn’t there anymore He refused to kill a family in the war He was shot in the knees and left to die But a boy cared for him till the blood ran dry The family got the call that he was coming home The little girl was so happy she would no longer be alone The boy got off the plane looking for familiar faces He watched his friends finding their family and warm embraces He looked around as a TV caught his eye He listened as he fell to his knees and began to cry There had been a bombing in a small town He knew the place well his heart was sinking down That was his home the war had taken everything away All through the next week he was overtaken with dismay A month later the boy stands in front of a plane The other soldiers glaring at him with undying disdain Only one more year of being treated like a slave One more year till he can visit his family’s grave No matter what the cost he promised to never kill another soul He is always haunted by the lives that he stole With one last glance at everything that was taken away He turns his back and wills himself to stay strong another day [comments] => 2 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 57 [informant] => nothingness [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 16 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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